Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 82

An Ning lay back lazily, and said calmly, "The eldest princess and the emperor have been friends for a long time, Bai Ling will be fine."

Ruzhi said urgently, "Your Highness, after you left, Her Majesty the Empress felt unwell and suddenly fell into a coma. Many people in the palace accused the Third Empress of murdering her deliberately, so the Eldest Empress joined forces with the emperor's lineage to besiege the palace and shot and killed the Third Empress at the Chaoyang Gate. The rest of the princesses in the palace are under house arrest."

An Ning listened to her in silence, her expression unchanged, "So?"

"It's all the fault of the slut Qiwu. He lied to the young master that you are also under house arrest by the eldest princess, so the young master will enter the palace..." Ru Zhi gritted her teeth, said viciously, and then she cried on An Ning's lap after a pause. "Woooo... Your Highness, the young master is infatuated with you. During your absence, he will miss you every day. If you don't want to eat or drink, you must save him—"

"I don't know that I did such a narrow-minded thing." The young man walked over like the wind, interrupting Ruzhi's crying, his clothes fluttered, his black hair was flying, and his tender white feet stepped on the ground , as light as silently.

"You - um -" Ru Zhi pointed at him, shocked. As soon as she opened her mouth and spat out a word, Qing Yi covered her mouth and dragged her away. After struggling hard for a long time to no avail, she looked at An Ning expectantly. .

An Ning didn't see her in his eyes, only the shadow of the boy in his eyes, "Back?"

Feng Qiwu pursed his lips and rushed towards An Ning, hugging her full, and took advantage of the situation to take off his baggy blue robe, effortlessly...

"I miss you so much..." His bright lips rubbed against the corners of An Ning's lips, and he said childishly, "Ah Jiu, I didn't lie to him."

An Ning: "Yes."

The young man tightened his arms suddenly, hugged her and fell to the big bed.

Three thousand black hairs hung down and mixed with An Ning's long hair, as if they had merged into one.

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

You have me I have you……

Feng Qiwu watched, his blue eyes flashed strange fascination, his lips slightly raised, with a triumphant smile, "I just want to punish him, who told him to hurt you so many times, damn it!"

"Qiwu, don't be jealous." An Ning said lightly.

Hearing this, the young man pursed his slender lips slightly, and raised his hand to remove the mask on An Ning's face.

The scars at the corners of the girl's eyes were no longer there, and the eyes were as clear as water, with the tails of the eyes slightly hooked, glamorous and blurred; on the delicate and fair face, there was a little light pink, reflected in his pupils, glamorous beyond measure.

An Ning sighed, "My face is healed, but I'm still not as beautiful as you."

"But I feel that no one is as good as you." The young man's blue eyes became blurred, and his breathing became heavier. He would never hide his desires in front of her.

Feng Qiwu lowered his head, and kissed the girl's forehead, corners of eyes, and nose with his tightly pressed lips, and finally bit the sweet cherry red lips, panting in a low voice, "Ah Jiu, I'm not jealous, I'm just out of breath... "

"I don't want anyone to hurt you." The slender and beautiful hands ran along the girl's waistline, and tore off the eyesight clothing. "If it's anyone else, I'll kill you."

The air heated up rapidly, and the candles flickered out.

Under the two of them, the sheets were wrinkled.

The light gauze rises and falls, covering the beautiful scenery of the room.

"Ah Jiu, I love you..." The young man's provocative and sexy voice overflowed.

After a stick of incense, there was a lot of movement outside the house, and the flames filled the sky. The young man still had no plans to die down.

"Qiwu... um..."

An Ning opened her mouth and was kissed again. A young boy's blurred voice came from her ears, "Ah Jiu, long time no see, I really miss you..."

"I know...well..." After tossing for a while, An Ning said again, "But outside..."

"They will take care of it, don't forget, I am Feng Qiwu."

An Ning: ...I actually just want to watch the excitement, and don't want to fight with you.

"Ah Jiu, I want to..." The boy leaned forward again, pestering her to do something.

An Ning narrowed her eyes, let him continue, and fell asleep at some point, vaguely feeling that she was being hugged, and then her whole body was wrapped in warm water. She thought she was taking a bath and changing clothes, but the clinker came again A water battle.

Lingering all night, refreshed.

The two of them were dressed neatly and walked out of the room at the same time. Qing Yi was still standing outside the door, tied up like Zhi.

Tsing Yi said to Feng Qiwu, "Young Master, someone led troops to besiege Zhan Wang's Mansion last night, and all the subordinates and others have captured them."

"Yeah." The young man nodded and responded with a word, very cold, completely different from An Ning.

peaceful:……

Tsing Yi was not surprised, and said to An Ning, "Your Highness, I have already interrogated you. Ruzhi was ordered by someone to lure you into the palace. This is the second plan."

"Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit? Catch the turtle in the urn?" An Ning pursed her lips, her eyes shone slightly, "Isn't she afraid of attracting wolves into the house, and her success will fall short?"

Feng Qiwu took An Ning's hand and held it tightly, looking at her softly with his blue eyes, "Ajiu, no matter what you do, I will accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a firework rose from the sky, and it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

According to the news in the palace, the soldiers and horses outside the city are about to attack the city.

An Ning turned to face the young man, and said with a smile, "I know what you think in your heart, and I know how many arrangements you have made in secret. I guess you should also know why I disappeared for half a month. I am gathering troops and winning over powerful officials , is planning people's hearts, in order to win the throne in one fell swoop and replace it."

After a pause, An Ning cupped the young man's face, and said in a very serious tone, "But Xiwu, you have to think about it, the throne and power, or me?"

The young man's lips moved slightly, An Ning leaned forward and kissed him, leading him to pester him for a while, and then continued, "If you follow me, you are not allowed to go back on your word; if you go against me, you will take someone away now. Three years Five years, I will give you a chance, whether you kill me or try to usurp the throne, if we get to know each other once, I will not be willing to take your life, if you really succeed, the world of Fenglan Kingdom will return to your hands."

An Ning pushed away, quietly waiting for his reply.

The young man pursed his lips, lifted a lock of her black hair, and asked casually, "Ah Jiu, if you ascend the throne, who will be Queen Feng?"

"Qi Wu, I don't want to lie to you." An Ning said, "It's Bai Ling."

"Heh..." The young man smiled, his blue eyes misty, he pinched his fingers under his sleeves, and murmured, "What about me?"

For the power of faith, I can only sacrifice you.

An Ning bit her lower lip, threw her arms around the boy's waist, leaned her head against his chest, and listened carefully to the familiar heartbeat.

After a long time, he suddenly asked, sighing slightly, "Isn't it good to be the favored ruler of the court?"

"No." The boy's voice came from above his head, and he refused without thinking.

An Ning's face changed slightly, thinking about it, it seemed that he was about to let go, although he was reluctant to part with it.

His hands were gradually moved away, his body moved slightly, and before he could completely withdraw, the boy's arms hugged her tightly.

Next to my ear, came the young man's clear and provocative voice, "Since it is your country, I want to protect it."

"As long as it's your decision," he put his warm lips on her earlobe, and said softly, "it's fine..." A little helpless, a little sad, a little clear, and even a faint sense of loss.

(End of this chapter)